Luyện nghe bài hát Deep in the Jungle

(Gift of Gab)
And I come like

(scratched)
I've got a few I wanna say

(Gift of Gab)
I'm gunnin', ya away, do not stay
'cause the of the gift will be hittin' ya spliff
And a lot of the crews got sprayed and yelled
Like a of roaches, as struggle approaches,
a brother'll blow
Another ferocious jam, I smother the
I hover the land of lame emcees that dont blow
I'm the clip and then bo bo with the gun
And a once in a chest, rest in peace
And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees sounds like these
Run enemies and I rest in the west
hemisphere, burn wit a fear is nothin but a mere setback
Hear I'm here,
wit a clear conscience in the middle of the jet black
I'm a dog, running the jungle
wit a and black hat choppin down ?noonsies?
Not a frog, cunning yet I'm
gotta do the tack wack talkin clowns
Tip me, knock 'em all around, bust a front
With a fat blunt swinging on a vine in the
I'ma tack 'em in the little punks when the rap bump
Springin on the rhyme I man
Gifted when I'm lifted off a hit,
shit, riff with dipshits
This shit is the style of the gifted,
I'm a kid, get a whiff kid
Swingin' down low, breakin' flows
with a new flow medley outgrow when you back
To the black with a fat rap with a fat
with a little bit a funk in my
it back to the brother land
and I was smotherin' stupid idiots Tarzan
Givin' back to the man and get another land,
man it, its Or-land-o
How and tight wishin' into the depths
up in the sound in the of the jungle
Gettin' with the art of the rumble,
never to be smarter than Dumbo
'em mumble, make 'em humble,
Get me round from the start, you crumble,
and you tumble, and you
And I do it like
the end to the other end never gonna end,
set a trend with the maniac mic
Hey by the ba?, said you keep your day job
my competitors never know the right
Have to bail through the backstreets, hell to a black beat
Rappers fail to me, like a sail with the slack g
I attack 'em acne, exactly UGH

(spoken)
Mindless cretins grow through
Peels up, up, down

(Lateef)
Steppin' up through the deep, dank
No what is lurking
I hero it, but I sense a jerkin
I to bust a buster
'cause I trust the finer in the mind of the rhyme
Just about to find
What a disgrace to the race of wack
I am because I choose to stand my
FIRM and the rhythm the vermin and learnin'
All I know is we've earned every entry
And the game, and what I'm tryin' to explain is that
The deeper we're creepin' the more we sleepin'
And just shootin' dead lips on a mission
Its the reason the gift we've been given the rhythm
'cause just the way we've been livin
And thrive in the essence, and its easy
To recognize when analyzing bo?
Surprises the lame in this and tryin'
To get you to buy into their fantasy
Can it be damaged the bones
of the fellas and men thats exploting my
Can't understand every breast you touch
was as up scun? be one hung motherfucker
Such as nowadays, its and splinterin', just timber, instead of
Gettin out of my way, and what I'm -- to say is that
The canopy covers me now is the blackest, attack this
I thought we established the wackness
Presented in the cemented
by the bumblin' brothers stumblin' down
Surround me in a style, but I just smile and
'em like the lambs, they all the whole flock
We just one stock style
I'm gettin' 'em off like crack viles, and wicked the whole while
Not over no vines, or over no swine, or over no mines
Or over no at the plot
Thinkin' of whippin' 'em a glock in the jungle

(spoken)
Now in the of the journey
Not in time, but in the
Imagine the camels loaded up
The men, themselves up
It's a long -- the oasis is all in the clamor
As we start from the top we go to the very
Of a myserious place -- a very mysterious
What's that I see?

(Lyrics Born)
I can't even you, so I ain't even gon' try...hmmmm
Making hell of mc is now this I dont dispute but you knew
You knew Lyrics Born was a off note sheet of a hundred
And you the paint off your bumpers making sure you beat the buzzer
Making sure Lyrics Born out his mother's stomach
with the lyrics that kill
No bumper, right? 'cause
I know you can make colors
And have the whole planet yellin uncle at you and even
Still take the big up little ?egg?, can you imagine?
Big up Asia Born, this little
Or you would even be lightly concerned with little, little words
That you tug at the line, pullin' the kind
Of lyrics out my mouth that make me big bad don, takin' legs home
You can't even back a sliver roach, you
That type shit, and then me wreck this stage
Boy like I got your daddy's hangin' around my waist
And watch me forget -- the way
Good lyrics taste, thinkin' I ain't little rabbit eyes in your heart
Man, 'cause if I it was just
Lyrics Born that lyrics born, lyrics born
And then suddenly I do no more, I'd be like
"Do you me?" No, Asia
And you to play my record on the way to the vapor